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• lOM TIE GIABIE TO TIE GIAVI. 




History of the life of our late President 

in Rhyme. 



Rci^pedfnll II (h'dicofiul fn fhr Aiiif^rlran People, 



BY Iv P>. roHBV 



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In Memorium. 



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T'was on a cold November morn 
When in a Humble home was born 
A child, so poor it had no name, 
But destined hence to grow in fame. 
The Parents fondly loved their boy 
Because he was their hope and joy; 
And when he grew to be a youth, 
Like Washington, he told the truth. 



When other boys were sent to school' 
He on the Tow-path drove a Mule. 
But not content thus to remain, 
He sought tot" knowledge to obtain. 
Securing first a student's place. 
He toiled and studied with such grac 
That soon a Teacher he became. 
And quickly won himself a name. 



And as in years he grew npMoe, 
He entered fully in Tlie race 
To gain renown — and honor too — 
As all good men slionid try to do. 
To the Senate he wm- "--■ - -nt 
The peoj)1e's eau.'^e 
And then a < 'ou:;'iv- 
And added hoiio- t. 



Then cruel wai- oar land disgraced, 
A ^ ry face. 

Tbr. we heard the ( 

"Come ., . e or die." 

This nov. 1 by all, 

Was qui juntry's call, 

He volunree • :i band, 

To save the honor oL oar land. 



He served his country in the field, 
And never to the foe did yield, 
But victory perched upon his Arms 
And added lustre to his charms. 
Then called to Washington to lend 
Wisdom and counsel as a friend, 
That in his Country's hour of need 
He was so competent to j2:ive. 



When Lincoln died, that noble chief, 
The country pluno:ed in deepest grief, 
We heard a voice amid the strife 
That called our Country V)ack to life, 
"God reigns," what comfort these words give, 
•'The CTOvernment at Washini;ton still lives," 
Through faith in God and trust in man. 
Our (Tovernment goes on again . 



Tlie war is ended : peMce has come; 
There's no iiiorn nsf^ for sword oi- ixtiii. 
But still no l(^isni-e hours he liiuls, 
But toils and strives wi*:h other minds 
That canie in eontnct on the floor. 
He never worked so hard before 
To oi)))<jse tlie wiong and uphold the right. 
J\)r rliis li(- labored day and night. 



The convention met to choose a man 
To fill the chair of state again. 
Bur lon^and wears' worked iu vain 
Until they neard .James (iarlield's name 
Then with applause and joyful sound 
We hear the cry, "Our man is found.'' 
Then as the fearless <;on(jueror goes. 
He triumphed over all his foes. 



Next in the Presidential chair 
We see him meet out justice fair, 
Trying with all his powers and might 
To crush out evil and sustain the right, 
Hut in an hour when hopes were high, 
This patriotic chief did die, 
He died, b}^ an assassin's hand. 
This noblest man in all our land. 



For eighty days so racked with pain 
This strong man struggled all in vain 
To overcome the cruel blow 
Dealt by the assassin which laid him low. 
With tender care his loving wife 
Did all she could to save his life, 
The surgeon's skill was all in vain, 
Thev could not save this dying nian 



Life's battles fought, the victory's won, 
His labors here on earth are done. 
The weary soul at last found rest 
Safe in the mansions of the blest. 
AH honor give to rTarfield's name, 
The soldier, statesman, high in faniH; 
All [)arties Join in solenni grief, 
Ail other nations mourn our chief. 



Our nation's loss we deeply feel, 
But Christ can all our sorrows heal. 
Peace to his ashes. Rest may they 
Until the Resurrection dav. 



